Black Spot

I know and I'm wrong
I can read it in the whites
And the thing is, I knew it before
I re-opened my eyes

And if I didn't know to be afraid,
The faces make me sure that I do now
As I sit and wait, as I sit and wait

Oh no, and I'm wrong
And I still lay here alive
With a black spot on my arm
And so calm, I look inside

And I see the things I always knew
But wasn't sure until now

That if it comes to claim,
That if it comes to claim
I won't run [x4]